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[riotous_head]

*Laertes is sitting in the Coffeeshop Where Everything Happens, a stack of photocopied posters on the table in front of him. to everyone who passes by, he hands a copy. the posters read:

MISSING

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[violetswithered]

*Ophelia slips up behind him, laptop bag slung over a shoulder like always. She leans over his shoulder to look at the posters, then states quietly:*

You haven't talked to Daddy lately, have you?

[riotous_head]

*looks up--she registers for a moment and then he's up and hugging her close* No--not to him, not to you--God, I've missed you--

[violetswithered]

*she hugs him back hard, though it's a little awkward with the bag* I...I needed to get away for a while. Sorry I didn't tell you. Things were just...really wierd.

[riotous_head]

*he offers to take her bag* Anything I can do to help you? Make things easier?

[violetswithered]

No, no, I think I'm okay now. I could use some coffee though. And Id appreciate it if you didn't tell Daddy anything. He's got no idea I left.

[riotous_head]

I won't--it's your business. *quiet* Were you in school?

[violetswithered]

*half-smiles* Sorta. I kept up with a couple of them through e-mail with the professors. I dropped the others.

[riotous_head]

Did it help? Leaving, I mean?

[violetswithered]

*she pauses for a bit and bites her lip, thinking* I think so. I mean, I don't think it hurt, so it must have helped, right?

[riotous_head]

*gently* Are you all right, Ophelia?

[violetswithered]

*this time she looks at him--it's almost a confused sort of look, as though she's forgotton where she is* Yes. No. Maybe? I'm not really sure.

[riotous_head]

You know that you can come to me if you need anything, don't you?